Monday, February 2, 2009

The limit to my optimism

When I started this blog, I thought I'd write somewhat regularly about my experiences with my parents, but underestimated how raw or difficult these stories could be. I thought discussing them, researching them, making light of them would be good for me and maybe somewhat edifying for my few friends who follow this.

All I can say at this point is that I may be reaching the end of my optimism for my mother. That's really hard for me to admit. It often seems like I'm the last one to have hope for her condition to improve. It would mean the world to me if you would keep my mother in your thoughts and prayers. May she prove the naive Whitney right, buck the odds, and find the will to get better.

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